Ms. Tigger and I on the happiest day...
Even The Losers
These are just a few things that were on my mind yesterday and I wanted to put them someplace where I could keep them.
You are so beautiful. I always see your beauty, but today, I was overwhelmed by it. I just glanced up at you while you were getting dressed and noticed your eyes, I mean, really noticed them. It was almost like I’d never seen them before. You truly are a beautiful soul. It comes out of your eyes like rays of light that shine like the sun.
Are all people meant to be happy? How do we know when to settle and when not to? Are the “happy people” that we all aim to be like really happy? Do they just put on a “happy face” for our benefit?
I only miss you when you’re not around.
On my way home yesterday, I was reminded just how grrrreat The Cars Greatest Hits and Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers Damn the Torpedoes are. These are two real good cds, people. Cars make me happy.
The Panic Mouse finally arrived on Friday. It was a total success. Maybe it will keep Tigger too occupied to chew on all cords that are plugged into the wall. (She has never been a BAD cat that chewed on wires, but my how quickly things can change.)
Last night, I dreamed that I lived in New York. The Muppets came to my house and asked me if I could show them around town. (All of them!) Basically, I dreamed that I lived in The Muppets Take Manhattan. Needless to say, it was a fun dream.
How can someone change so drastically? BM has gone from saying, “Never stop thinking, never stop writing,” in 1996 to saying, “I wish that you would do something besides write in that DAMN journal all of the time.” (2004) Pity, isn’t it?